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**this chapter is sad, sorry~

" Freddy ? Oh God... "

Mike rushes to his lover's side, tears streaming down his cheeks, heart sinking in an ocean of pain as he sees him laying on the floor, unconscious. Blood is trickling from his nose and mouth, his left arm is missing, leaving cables next to his body.

The young man wraps his arms around the animatronic's shoulder, pulling him closer to himself. " Come on, open your eyes... " He begs, hugging his boyfriend tightly.

He hears William chuckling behind him.

Yeah, the purple man must be so happy right now. He tried to destroy the robots for so long, so many years. Took him such a long time to finally get rid of him, because the animatronics are so strong and intelligent.

But he managed to do it.

He pulled the trigger, and everything went so fast.

One in his chest.

Two in his head.

Three in his limbs.

And one last bullet in Mike's heart, piercing it and making it bleed, making him cry as his lover fell on the floor.

" Well, gotta go now, crybaby. " William starts walking away, heading toward the stage.

He's going to kill Bonnie and Chica.

Foxy will be next.

And then, Golden Freddy.

No, he can't let this happen. Freddy wouldn't let this happen, he would protect his friends.

Determined, Mike gently places Freddy back on the floor and gets up. " Fuck you, Will. " He grits his teeth, vision turning red as he cracks his fingers. " You were a good guy and I liked you. But that's- "

He runs toward the purple man, pushing him hard enough so that they both fall on the floor. William yelps as he let go of the gun, giving the brunet the opportunity to snatch it away. Mike takes a deep breath as he presses the gun against the killer's forehead.

" Mikey, wait-- "

" Only Freddy can call me like that. "

He doesn't let it show, but he feels so sick he wouldn't be surprised if vomit suddenly comes out of his mouth. Everything is just so disgusting after all. The way Freddy died twice. The way his body is mutilated, again.

And William's voice sends vibrations in his body. These make him want to murder him, cut his tongue, anything that can make him shut up.

Murderers do not deserve to talk.

Not William.

Not thinking straight anymore, Mike pulls the trigger, shooting the guy's head. William's body jolts his pain and he opens his mouth wide, yet no sound comes out. It's just so satisfying to the night guard.

Sighing, he walks back to the icy body of his deactivated lover.

He unbuttons Freddy's shirt and opens his chest, sobbing loudly as he sees his artificial heart; nothing more than a navy blue light.

He grabs it firmly and pulls it out of his boyfriend's body.

" It's fine now. " He whispers, hugging the artificial heart. " Let's just go home. "

He wipes his tears off and adds a fake smile on his lips, which looks like a grimace. And just like that, he leaves.